She is the One in each
of us who knows the
charade, that IT is merely
a show, a display of light.

The Great Magician
crossdressing as Maya
Gas lighting the World!

Her veil can be seen
shimmering in desert heat,
shape shifting mirage,
dancing a twisting, turning,
aqua ballet in the sand.

She has a smile like the moon
a cool radiance to bask in
without shading your eyes.
Luna smiling in Summer’s Sky,
where Early Eve, meets Day’s End.

Mountain tops swaying are only
trees in the wind making
them seem to dance.

A firebrand whirling appears
to be a circle until, the spinning

In every atom, worlds without end,
millions of universes come and go
like particles of dust in a beam of light.